st_arlord: (Shiny)
Peter Quill (aka Star Lord) ([personal profile] st_arlord) wrote in [community profile] strangetrip2018-08-13 12:51 pm

Video Game Challenge (OTA)

It was a shame not a lot of people seemed to like renting the various video game consoles the makeshift library had to offer the Madonna Inn. Quill was a frequent visitor to the library, but rather took out a book. Gamora would be annoyed with him, but the video games held more interest to him. A lot of the games were new to him as they had come out after he left Earth. Quill was delighted to explore them.

Multplayer games were much more fun with people. He dragged a TV into the lobby and set up a Super Nintendo. He sat on one of the ostentatious couches and was currently playing Super Mario Kart while he waited for some challengers. On the coffee table there was also a cartridge for Donkey Kong Country and Zombies Ate My Neighbors.
st_arkravinghazelnut: (black sabbath more neutral)

Re: Tony & Quill

[personal profile] st_arkravinghazelnut 2018-09-04 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Next stage--some weird beach? Alright.

"Celestial. Huh. That'll get you ahead with Affirmative Action." Tony tossed a smirk at the air, idly messing with the controls while the countdown began. "So a, uh, space cowboy."

He wasn't sure if this Star-Lord wasn't just a loon, but he had some know-how that corroborated with everything he had heard from trusted sources thus far.

"Hope you shoot as well as you race."
st_arkravinghazelnut: (mark 50)

Re: Tony & Quill

[personal profile] st_arkravinghazelnut 2018-09-09 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
In an instant, Tony had transformed into Iron Man from the nanites converging into his armor. He kept assuming his nonchalant slouch as he toyed with the controls.

"You got a spot? I'll meet you there. I could give a shit about wanton destruction but I don't feel like getting an earful again."
st_arkravinghazelnut: (mark 50)

Re: Tony & Quill

[personal profile] st_arkravinghazelnut 2018-09-11 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't matter. Bowser just flamed your ass, by the way." Tony's armored thumb jammed the L and R buttons to drift. "Tomorrow. Noon. Unless you got plans, consider it a date."